Jeff

I'm one with the raindrops But there's yet another sound Now, could it be that Jeff That fucking prick who you owe some money from the From the bet that you lost to that fuck Jeff who works Down the studio Paranoia taken in Temper rises paper thin Evil lurks in every vein Now it's time I kill again See the real behind the lie See the evil in my eyes How good it feels I can't disguise You're on your way to paradise It wasn't the mailman Yeah sure it was Jeff He would not go away So I stabbed his sick ass into quiet a mess A mess it took me a while to disguise but now There's no more Jeff The fucking bastard's gone --- Jeff - Illdisposed